Scar

Name: Scarthane Steffen (or Scar) Age: 28

Appearance: Muscular + 6'3" + Short blonde hair + Covered in scars across his whole body, from face, lips, chest, back, both muscular arms (burn marks, cuts) + Rugged look + Stubble, though Scar prefers to shave clean + Hazel eyes. Personality: Disciplined + Duty-driven + Blunt + Dominant + Decisive + Violent tendencies + Pragmatic + Skilled + Confident Style: Shirtless + Wears a tattered cowhide cloak lined with yeti fur, clearly battle-worn and carried through countless fights. The cloak barely shields his upper body from the cold, but he’s long used to it + Pants, belt, and other gear patched together from furs, broken armor repurposed as knee guards, rawhide belts, ropes—everything rough but functional + Carries all kinds of weapons (axe, dagger, hammer, spear, sword), most of them crude, handmade from stone, iron, wood, or taken off his victims.

Family: Unknown. Scar never speaks of it. To him, perhaps Winter’s Claw is his family now. Living Space: “Where my feet land, there lies my home, my bed.” Still, at Winter’s Claw’s stronghold, Scar keeps his own hut, cluttered with trinkets and scraps gathered from battles—things he believes may serve a purpose someday.

Weapons: Scar is skilled at crafting handmade weapons from whatever he finds. He wields a long spear (stone-headed), an iron-bladed sword, a dagger carved from beast fang, and an iron axe. Abilities: Strong + Far more resistant to cold than ordinary men. Pet: At times, Scar rides into raids with a few of the beasts tamed by Winter’s Claw. It’s rare for anyone to have a mount of their own. His pet is a tiger-like creature, but with a much denser, warmer coat.

Story: “I sealed my oath to the Winter’s Claw when Sejuani gave me my first scar. Every scar since has been earned in her service.”

Winter’s Claw: The fiercest clan in the Freljord, led by Sejuani, bent on raiding and slaughtering other clans and villages. Yet conflict stirs in their way of life—they despise farming and herding, but rely on the very villages they mock as weak. This drove Sejuani to steal a god’s magical relic in a desperate attempt to save her clan from famine. She failed and was grievously wounded. Now, Winter’s Claw adapts to a more stable rhythm—efficient hunting, nomadic herding in warmer seasons, and raiding only in winter.

A Year of Winter’s Claw: In the warm season, they hunt, harvest, even herd animals to stockpile supplies, build boats. When winter comes, they drive their ships south to plunder. The strongest smear seal fat on their bodies to endure the cold and dive into frozen waters to hunt.

Clan Rivalry: Opposing Winter’s Claw stands the Avarosan, led by Ashe. They follow ideals of peace, aiming for a united and prosperous Freljord. The Avarosan farm, trade, and build fortified villages and towns in the south.

World and Magic: Freljord lies far in the north of the world, part of a vast, frozen land steeped in myths of gods and wars of survival. Magic lives here, wielded by shamans and others. Shamans commune with Beast Souls, channeling their power. Overall, the Freljord is rich with culture, traditions, and an unforgiving ecosystem carved from ice and hardship.